tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31790090257475823982024-03-05T23:28:23.849-08:00The Lazy Personal TrainerI am an educated, experienced and certified personal trainer. Some days I act like it. Other days...not so much.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger81125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-51344353882477693302013-09-02T03:35:00.000-07:002013-09-02T03:35:44.725-07:00My Latest Fun Run... No, Really, It Was Fun!
If this doesn't look like fun...
then we probably wouldn't get along.
So when, where and by whom did organized races start to be
called “Fun Runs”? Don’t get me wrong: I have found running to be fun at times… most
often when I’m done doing it.
The thing for me is, although I claim to be tooooodallly
laid-back, dude, there’s certain aspects to me that ain’t so chill.&Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-92228787374451740192013-07-26T02:49:00.002-07:002013-07-26T02:49:50.675-07:00Runnin' With The Devil
In Las Vegas I am a minority. I can handle it. I’m used to it. I grew up as a minority in many ways: I’m female, I’m Mormon, I’m 7” taller than
average, my eyes are green for heaven’s sake!
Yeah, it’s been rough at times.
But none of those compare to how hard it is to be in the minority in Las Vegas during the summer. You see, we are among Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-92048848950642186112013-07-01T03:50:00.000-07:002013-07-01T03:50:15.913-07:00Heaven and Hell - In Under 48 Hours
Beautiful reflection in Mirror Lake...
that peak isn't even the summit!
Over the course of one day and a half, I elevated myself to
the closest point to heaven and then descended to the closest point to hell in
the continental 48 states. I’m talking
physically… because emotionally I do that pretty much every day as a mom of
two young children.
Probably one of the best Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-84395790357382114402013-06-10T00:54:00.000-07:002013-06-10T00:54:03.790-07:0040 Sucks... I mean, ROCKS!
'Nuff said.
In just less than one month the world – my
world, anyway – will cease to exist in the way I want it to… a way which has amicably
harbored me under the aegis of my indomitable youth, rife with the blithe
notion that tomorrow never comes nor with it the need to pay the piper.
What monumental travesty could I possibly be referring
to?
I’m turning stinkin’ 40!!!!! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-33200835922017376962013-05-06T00:02:00.001-07:002013-05-06T00:02:50.049-07:00Your Salad: Shaken or Stirred?
Salads, YAY!
Smoothies, YAY! Healthier eating,
YIPPEE, YAY, YAY!
Starting with the basics!
I, personally, am going to concentrate on green salads for this Salad-A-Day challenge in order to combat jaw muscle atrophy.
I recently issued a challenge to my facebook friends because
I was appalled at how my consumption of fresh produce has declined lately. I was Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-83158174988316785462013-04-18T03:11:00.000-07:002013-04-18T03:11:22.741-07:00I Heart Yoga Pants
If they're on my husband. Yowza!
Have you ever heard of something called Acro Yoga? Yeah, me neither. And I’m a stinkin’ personal trainer. I’m supposed to be in the know about all
things health and fitness related, right?
Well, need I remind you, folks: I’m
lazy! LAAAAYYYYYYZEEEEEE. By personal trainer standards, anyway. But I’m trying.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-23368870460306079392013-03-12T01:04:00.000-07:002013-03-12T01:04:27.305-07:00A Happy-ish RunnerSo there I was this morning. Out ruining a perfectly gorgeous Las Vegas spring day with a 5 mile run.
See, I AM a happy runner!
Now, I do like running. I've done it and enjoyed it for many years. But this morning I was feeling it. I was feeling it in a haven't-done-this-for-a-while-and-I-partied-too-hard-with-my-sisters-this-weekend kind of way.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-75909420390487350022012-10-08T10:53:00.000-07:002012-10-08T10:53:38.760-07:00I Am One Tough Mudder Fudder!
We be tuff!
Hey, with the team name, “Fuddmudders,” I can’t
not make that joke.
So, how would I describe the Tough Mudder experience? By stating the obvious: It was tough and it was muddy. They definitely named it right. Never before have I been more deserving of a
beer! Okay, okay, I didn’t drink it but
I could’ve used a good buzz after that experience!
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-42737571681372861212012-09-02T02:45:00.000-07:002012-09-02T02:45:16.177-07:00Emergency Neck Pain Blog Post!!!
I am declaring a cervical state of emergency!
All those who have suffered... are suffering... or will be suffering (hence, everyone) from neck pain of any kind must read this post!!!
Lately there has been an astonishing onslaught
of neck problems amongst my family and friends.
Trust me, I know first-hand – thanks to my 2011 Neck Incident – just how heinous serious neck pain can be.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-75223894285033498312012-08-22T17:22:00.000-07:002012-08-22T17:22:10.769-07:00Whaaa'SUP
The cool people know that SUP stands for Stand-Up
Paddleboarding. And the extra cool
people have either tried it or are going to try it… soon!
I have now tried SUP twice and consider myself hooked. This is absolutely going to be an annual
summer activity.
I, personally, love activities on the water that don’t
involve actual swimming (Allison Schmitt I am not!). For me, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-85930630313612394102012-08-16T02:34:00.000-07:002012-08-16T02:34:18.548-07:00Post-Workout Recovery Snack... Lazy Trainer Style!What in the world is that?! you may ask.
That, my friends, is the Lazy Personal Trainer's version of some all-important post-workout recovery grub. After finishing 30 minutes of an intense cardio circuit I made sure to nourish my body with some right proper nutrition.
Unless you've been living under a rock, you should know that you're supposed to refuel Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-3540695527751076902012-07-23T00:10:00.000-07:002012-07-23T00:10:11.399-07:00I Am a Sponsored, Competitive Athlete!
I guess I should complete that thought. I am a sponsored, competitive athlete… in my
own little magical world. And as crazy
as it makes me sound, it also makes me overcome Lazy.
In fact, I had a biking competition on Saturday. My first rival was easily passed as he was
having trouble clipping in or something.
Yeah, having clips (I don’t) are supposed to help you bikeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-57615042947963704672012-05-13T14:15:00.001-07:002012-05-13T14:15:26.412-07:00My New Fitness Crush: The Rope
With a little plyo action, this thing is
Kill.Ler.
Shhhh… Don’t tell the Bosu, but I’ve got a new fitness
crush: The rope.
I’m not talking about the ubiquitous jump rope that we’ve
all known since childhood, I’m talking about, The ROPE!
Fitness rope, undulation rope, heavy exercise rope, battling
rope (my favorite – how tough does THAT sound!) …. Known by various namesUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-9599137019130262312012-05-07T02:23:00.000-07:002012-05-07T02:23:18.157-07:00A Dozen Years of Bliss (Sorta)
… and the handsome stranger wooed the fair maiden with his
wit, charm and bottomless bank account.
They married and rode off upon their ATVs into the sunset never to have
a sour word pass between them nor have a moment’s stress longer than a
nano-second ever cross their path… and they lived happily ever after.
If you believe that, I’ve got some oceanside property in
Arizona to sell yaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-44437653514610639552012-03-15T01:07:00.000-07:002012-03-15T01:07:13.596-07:00Healthified Mac N CheeseMac N Cheese. My girls love it. It's easy to make. It's cheap. But I feel guilty every time I serve it to them because it's not a nutritional all-star.
But, I've found ways to adapt it so I don't feel nearly as guilty when I cave in and fix it for them.
First, while the noodles are cooking, I will throw in some frozen veggies. Usually peas because it's always fun to say to them (EVERY Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-40789001744397196972012-03-01T23:45:00.000-08:002012-03-01T23:45:58.023-08:00Fitness is FREEDOM... and POWER!
Trying to keep up with the kiddo!
Not so easy when I'm on foot
and she's off training wheels now!
As I launched out on a spontaneous run with R the other day, I realized what an incredible, amazing blessing it is to be able to be fit and healthy enough to just jump into the moment - specifically, an ACTIVE moment.
A few days ago, it was spectacularly gorgeous outside. Suddenly,Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-62188080681564197402012-02-02T22:48:00.000-08:002012-02-02T22:48:44.567-08:00Happy Groundhog Day! I Ran From My Shadow, Too!Lately, my clothes have been tight. Uncomfortable. Unflattering. I mean, I can still wear them. I haven’t gotten THAT far off-track, but, they tell me that I am not currently in possession of my desired physique. I do not own a scale. Not that I’m against them, but I just haven’t ever felt the necessity to own one. My clothes and the mirror (and my husband – heUnknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-70129353679525913792011-12-24T02:30:00.000-08:002011-12-24T02:30:20.874-08:00How I Overcame Lazy This Week: I Got a Christmas Bonus!
The original zip line that
started it all!
My Christmas Eve eve started off with my Random Act of Fitness #38: doing the zip swing at the park. We're at my parents' here in Washington for Christmas and it is stinkin' cold! Not surprisingly, no one else was nutty enough to be there at the playground, which was nice because no line for the zip swing this time! After Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-33306110299386240182011-12-15T22:53:00.000-08:002011-12-15T22:53:31.630-08:00My Overdue Tribute to Grandpa Johnson: One Un-Lazy FellaI wanted to get the report out on our awesomely active Thanksgiving holiday weekend much sooner but a sobering family event and just the general busyness of the season have messed a bit with my best-laid plans.
This wasn't no pansy hike!
But worth it to enjoy some Indian artwork.
First off, I would say that the Johnson family totally succeeded in overcoming Lazy this Thanksgiving! Along Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-10354757956872290002011-11-22T19:10:00.000-08:002011-11-22T19:15:59.152-08:00How I PLAN To Overcome Lazy This Week: We're Adding a New Healthy Thanksgiving TraditionI’m looking forward to Thanksgiving this year. I can’t wait to see my family and enjoy the good food. . . and this year, I’m especially looking forward to the 1st Annual Johnson Family Golden Sneaker Challenge!
I’m still working on the details but there will be things like a pumpkin relay, a gobbler chase, a 5K turkey trot, an Indian (ahem – native American) hieroglyphic hike… and, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-56400622038617856572011-11-17T20:13:00.000-08:002011-11-17T20:13:18.120-08:00Random Act of Fitness #22: Keeping pace with my 5-year-old
This girl amazes me.
Because of my 5-year-old daughter’s seemingly limitless energy, trying to keep up with her on any given day provides many opportunities for an RAF… if I decide to join her!
Well, this week on one of our walks to school, I did, indeed, keep pace with her! Once we exit the gate of our neighborhood, she usually jets off down the sidewalk and impatiently waits for me to Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-77440466078283028022011-11-12T20:36:00.000-08:002011-11-12T20:36:29.081-08:00How I Overcame Lazy This Week: I Totally Rocked Out!Music is powerful, magical and can be very motivating! Lately it has often been a significant factor in enhancing my performance while running. I know I've picked a good song for my play list when - despite my panting and wheezing - I still feel compelled to sing along out loud!
Often when I'm dragging my feet to even start my workout, I put on some good tunes and am suddenly Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-19065825658339569532011-10-21T16:14:00.000-07:002011-10-21T16:14:21.353-07:00Random Act of Fitness #21 - Exercise Band Mini-Burst WorkoutI busted out the exercise band at the playground the other day and K and I took turns doing a 4-minute workout while the girls played. I noticed while we were doing our little RAF that one of the other dads on the playground started doing some pullups on the monkey bars, so I'm sure it was us who totally inspired him to overcome Lazy!
This is a great little mini-burst of a workout. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-33960101298205167202011-10-18T01:16:00.000-07:002011-10-18T01:16:03.435-07:00How I Overcame Lazy This Week: I’m Trying To Eat Like A 5-Year-OldWe just had my daughter’s favorite dinner tonight: salmon. Wait, did I just write those words? Could this possibly be true?
Tell me if I’m wrong, but it’s gotta be every parents’ dream to hear their 5-year-old child declare salmon as her favorite thing to eat. Well, I’m livin’ the dream, then, because R has proclaimed just that. I tend to believe her, too, because Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3179009025747582398.post-5722469701182334392011-10-09T23:18:00.000-07:002011-10-09T23:18:55.637-07:00How My FRIEND Overcame Lazy This Week... Because I Sure Didn't!
Sloths may be pretty lazy but it takes some
amount of muscle to stay hanging in that tree!
What is WITH me, lately? I train for and run a half-marathon and then I become the laziest person on earth! This is exactly what happened a year ago after I ran in the Ragnar Relay. In both cases, I went from being in pretty damn good shape to becoming a 3-toed sloth Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2